Moleskine

Brutal. Embarrassing. Personal. But this is my blog, so fuck it. Laugh at me.










And a sketchy-so-far painting for good measure. Followers of my life might even recognize the person contained inside. The eyes are crooked and the quality is low, but I was lazy and watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall with my dad, both while painting. The look is interesting enough, if not the drawing, though I think I captured some essence. That's fairly contestable.